Thank you so much for sharing.
Every morning when I wake up, I find a sweet little kitten curled up on my pillow, waiting to greet the day with me, and begging for a scratch behind the ears.
What a change from trying to drag myself out of bed and make coffee (I don't drink coffee) for a hungover ABF who only pretends to do things for me, and always complains about everything I do.
What a difference.
I am so happy that I started caring for myself, rather than wasting away into nothing, a shadow of a person, scared to death of doing anything wrong (or anything right that he didn't like).